Fu Fengyi turned around and looked at the check in her hand, with a calm and steady expression on her face, "I choose the check."

"What?" Fu Fengyi asked a little awkwardly, her elegant expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years had a slight crack.

"I said, I choose the check, so I will leave your grandson and wish your whole family good health."

Ding Yiyi stood and looked directly at her, her expression neither humble nor conceited. There was a trace of ridicule in Fu Fengyi's expression. It seemed that the girl in front of her was still too innocent. She nodded, "It's up to you."

"Grandma Ye's family," Ding Yiyi suddenly spoke when Fu Fengyi was about to go out. She looked at the old man who turned around and said word by word: "Please remove all people outside, otherwise my dog ​​will be injured."

It won’t be good if you touch someone.”

Fu Fengyi glanced hastily at the table-high Tibetan Mastiff, with a trace of hesitation in her eyes, as if the Tibetan Mastiff would fall on her in the next second.

She took two steps back, and Chang Hua hurriedly supported her, and the two of them walked out of the door in a slightly embarrassed manner. It must be said that the Ye family has very good house rules. Even if they come to the door to provoke, they will help to close the door before leaving.

Yiyi fell down on the sofa, dumbfounded.

Cheng Bao wanted to pick up the check on the coffee table, but Ding Yiyi gently picked up the check and said with a smile: "You can't eat this, this is my pension expense."

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes, crossed the corners of his smiling mouth, and finally disappeared without a trace.

When Ye Bo and Ye Nianmo reported all this, he was so panicked that he was even afraid that the separation of his parents would happen to him. He frantically dropped all his work just to rush to see someone.

At the top of the stairs, his hand trembled on the doorknob. He hesitated, worried that he would only see an empty house when he opened the door.

The door lock made a slight sound as it was twisted, and he unconsciously slowed down his breathing. The room was quiet, the furnishings remained the same, and the room was filled with a faint aroma of pork ribs, warm and inviting.

He stood quietly, looking at Ding Yiyi who was sleeping happily outside the balcony. She was lying on the lounge chair, covered with a thick blanket, and the sun hit her face, creating a halo.

He slowed down and Cheng Bao just looked up at him, shook his tail and continued to sleep. He looked at the master and servant in a funny way.

His heart felt unprecedentedly peaceful. It had not been like this for a long time. His fingers gently brushed the corner of her lips, and she made a murmuring sound. The light touch of her tongue made him feel palpitations.

Suddenly, the oven in the room made a beeping sound, and Ding Yiyi suddenly woke up from her dream. She didn't notice anyone around her for a while, but was just reminiscing about the dream just now.

In her dream, she became her favorite jewelry designer and stepped onto the podium. Ye Nianmo looked at her dotingly in the audience, with their children nestled beside him.

A dream is just a dream, she smiled, turned around to look for her slippers, and then saw someone who shouldn't have appeared.

She blinked, looked at him, and after a while she suddenly wailed, "Oh my God, my cake!"

Ding Yiyi hurried to the kitchen, took out the already dark cake dejectedly, and blamed, "It's all you who finally succeeded."

Ye Nianmo took the cake, took two forks, and happily put a piece of cake into his mouth, "Not bad."

Ding Yiyi also picked up a piece of cake and said, "Your grandma came to see me."

Ye Nianmo's chewing movements slowed down. He put down his knife and fork. Just as he was about to speak, Ding Yiyi stepped forward and said, "I rejected her. I said you are a rich, handsome man that I managed to catch, and I will not let you go."

Let’s go.”
Chapter completed!